How To Science Things All Sciencily, Monday

[whatisclocks]

A tall, red-headed woman in a suit walked backwards through the open door.

She eyed the ceiling.

She walked forwards through the door, glancing at her feet.

She stepped backwards through it again. "If it's American," she wondered, "How can it be so French? Bloody traitors. Though I heard the French picked macaroni over a pen earlier, I can understand wanting a real snack, but it sounds like they were just tired of eating all that French."

Philomena narrowed her eyes at the ceiling. "Think someone scribbled on there, maybe it's the pen," she said. "Wait, does this mean France has all of one pen--?"

She turned around and startled immediately. "What are you?" she demanded of the class.

... that was apparently going to be it.

Comments

Talk to the TA

[whatisclocks]

Philomena might need to know what you are, too.

Re: Talk to the TA

[good_for_six]

Why were the pretty ones always so spacey?

"I'm a pirate!" Not helping, Isabela.

Re: Talk to the TA

[whatisclocks]

"Like an internet pirate or a real pirate?" Philomena asked, frowning. "Or more like Captain Crunch?"

Re: Talk to the TA

[good_for_six]

"I have a ship."

Re: Talk to the TA

[whatisclocks]

"Like a water ship or a--" Philomena's voice went hushed, "Space ship? Or like one of those ships that comes in a cereal box?"

Re: Talk to the TA

[good_for_six]

"It's made of wood." Still not helping.

Re: Talk to the TA

[whatisclocks]

Long pause.

"Can wood fly in space?"

She had no idea.

Re: Talk to the TA

[good_for_six]

"You know, I've never checked."

Isabela, no.